I woke up a few minutes ago. It feels like the day woke me up so I could see the day it made for me. “Here you go. I made it just for you.” I know that it’s for others too, still, it’s nice to hear it put that way.
I like the mornings because the day feels fresh. Kind of like fresh bread. Everything feels really new to me.
I also like the mornings because it feels like I’m staring over. Whatever happened yesterday isn’t important any more. This is all that matters.
Okay, I’m off the see what happens.